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the dark we call beautiful

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“The essence of poetry is to find strangeness in language.”

— Hélène Cixous 

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“Black as – the centre of an eye, the centre, a blackness that sucks at light. I love your vigilance Night, first mother of songs, give me the voice to sing of you in those fingers lies the bridle of the four winds. Crying out, offering words of homage to you, I am only a shell where the ocean is still sounding. But I have looked too long into human eyes. Reduce me now to ashes – Night, like a black sun.”

— Marina Tsvetaeva, from Insomnia 

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“Life is a place where it’s forbidden to live.”

— Marina Tsvetaeva 

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blessed  ⃤

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Bong the Ripper, the most feared stoner in all the lands

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it’s cozy in here

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Rach Stewart

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reflections. x

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Eric Houck

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ok when I was in college I was waiting for the bus and this woman came up behind me and hissed in my ear “I know you’re trying to steal my fathers sperm” and that’s exactly what it’s like having people add tags to your post now that you can see them

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crystals cleansed under the light of a full moon

mindset magicked by the strike of night's noon

silence drops across your view:

go into your day, refreshed, anew

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Delia Owens

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tumblr is basically a gay bar in a mental institute

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The word garbage sounds like it should mean clothing

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